Nothing
Do you know what you do when you stare at nothing?
I don't know really...
Don't you have those times where you stare at a wall, or maybe nothing at all,
and you feel the back of your neck numb and your head slowly goes down.
Your eyes stay the same but are diving to get close to nothing.
I wonder what that feeling is...
the feeling of boredom or tiredness or maybe a mixture of both,
maybe thinking so much that your slowly not thinking.
I wonder what that is?
Starring at nothing but looking for all,
maybe your in a moment of peace, but then you fall.
It does feel pleasant to be lost, the wall seems to block all the cares in the world,
the color bland, but perfect for not distracting waves of pleasure;
that is the sound of your own breathing.
But then you think:
wasn't I supposed to do something? Something important possibly, but not for today.
For today you are a blank sheet of paper and you want nothing to be written.
Today you are a lake that prefers that it was just a body of water, with nothing living in it.
today you are a shell and all that resides within you is air,
that whistles in and out of you, every time the wind blows.
Today you just want to do and be nothing at all.
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